A/N: wooww, I've just noticed that my Microsoft has been auto correcting Blaise's name into Blaine. LOOLL whatta fail.

Chapter 11: Hermione Granger: Strike Two

H e r m i o n e G r a n g e r

After three hours of explaining to Harry and Ron, she was now able to sit with them comfortably for the rest of the school year.

"Draco IS dimwitted." Ron said relieved. "If he needs someone to teach him a lesson, I guess it's you."

Harry chuckled in agreement. "May I ask though; why didn't you tell us 'Mione? You can trust us with a lot of things."

Hermione pointed at Ginny. "She wouldn't allow it."

"We can trust YOU Harry. Not Ron." Ginny scowled.

"I'm your brother! How can you not trust me?"

"That is EXACTLY why I cannot trust you. You're my brother."

Ron scowled giving Ginny a glare while the rest of them started to laugh.

"Well I must go. Professor Moody wants to see me." Harry said standing up from his seat.

"Me too." Cho said. "I'll see you guys tomorrow morning."

"Okay, see you later and good luck Harry." Hermione waved as they left the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Does this mean Harry and I can join your meetings in the library?" Ron asked dumbfounded.

Ginny glared at him signalling him to leave.

"Fine I'll leave…" Ron took his things and started to head out the door. "Mum did a bad job raising you."

Ginny rolled her eyes as she slouched down on the couch. "You're hiding something." She suspected.

Hermione's eyes widened hearing such a thing. "W-What do you mean…? She stuttered.

"You tell me."

Hermione was surprised. Ginny apparently knew more about her than she thought. She couldn't bottle in her feelings for Draco anymore. At times she felt like she was going to explode not being able to tell them how she actually felt for him. Ginny was her best mate who understood her feminine side the most, she had to tell her one day. "What if I told you I did fall for Draco…?" She finally said.

Ginny laughed. "It's not like you did right? You would never go for him."

Hermione turned to look away avoiding making eye contact with her.

"Oh my God. You fell for him, didn't you?" Ginny gasped.

"I didn't mean too…" Hermione paused. "Every time I'm with him… I feel happy. Like really happy. When I'm not, I crave for his hugs and kisses… just to be beside him…"

"You lying bitch!"

Hermione and Ginny turned around finding Lavender and Parvati standing behind them.

"Draco was right! You mudblood's are fucking traitors!" Lavender screamed. "I should have never trusted you with this plan! You knew before everyone else that I still loved him!"

Hermione stood up to look at her flabbergasted and a bit hurt to hear that Lavender just called her a mudblood. The only people to call her a mudblood would be considered a Slytherin. She took a few steps forward to Lavender. "I'm so sorry… I didn't mean too…"

"No! Pansy was right! You guys have been having secret meetings too haven't you?"

Again; why did it have to be Pansy? How was Pansy even figuring out everything? A forced gulp made its way down Hermione's throat. "…Yeah we did, but-"

Lavender interrupted Hermione slapping her right across her face. "Stupid mudblood…" she retorted before storming out the room.

Hermione lifted her palm to her cheek feeling the stinging pain on her face; a tear streaming down her cheekbone. All of them were stunned seeing one of the sweetest girls on campus have a feisty side. Hermione clenched her fist running out the door to find Lavender.

"Wait! Hermione come back!" She heard Ginny call out for her. It was too late for her to go back. She needed her friend. She needed to explain herself to Lavender.

Losing a friend this way was something she didn't want at all. She turned a corner seeing that Lavender has accidentally dropped something on the floor.

Her jaw dropped picking up the card's seeing pictures of her and Draco getting intimate with each other during their secret meetings. She clenched her fist tighter than before creating a cut on her palm from her fingernails. Who would be disgusting enough to take pictures of her and Draco…? More tears streamed down her face.

Seconds later someone grabbed her smothering her mouth with masking tape as she tried to yell for help. She felt someone dragging her into a dark room grasping her hands together tightly, so she wouldn't be able to move.

As the light switch flickered on, Hermione found herself in Snape's supply room of potions with Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Lavender.

"Good job Lavender. You would have made a perfect Slytherin." Pansy smirked. "You may go now."

Hermione groaned struggling to free her way out of Goyle's tight grip on her hands. She stared at Lavender helplessly. Lavender glared at her leaving the room.

"It's simple mudblood… All you have to do is follow me to the library and watch a little show with me. You won't get hurt at all. Just behave…" Pansy smirked again. She really was the female version of Draco.

Hermione stared at her, more tears bottling up at her eyelids. She had to do what Pansy wanted her to do. Although, she could feel that it was something bad…